[Comprehensive] Digging a secret tunnel at Hogwarts

If what you are watching is a pirated version, please go to Jinjiang Literature City to support the genuine version. The tips of the two wands are shining with bright light, extending into the extra rightmost branch, illuminating the bare inner wall. . Al and George looked at each other, seeing shock and confusion in each other's eyes.

The left fork leads to the Hunger Games, the middle fork leads to Hogsmeade, so what about the right fork, is it a new world?

"run"

"Quick Imprisonment"

"Oh, that's useless. Run quickly, right, right, and avoid."

"What the hell is this thing? If I sing, will it stop?" George shouted as he ran wildly, and in response was the monster roaring again. The moment of life and death always stimulates people's unlimited potential. George grabbed Al with his long legs and ran wildly. Al's physical strength was almost exhausted, his heart was beating fast and he was panting like a broken bellows, but he still kept up. picked up George's pace.

While running, the two little wizards used their wands to fire magic spells at the biting Wisp behind them from time to time. The numerous obstacles had no effect, but falling apart would make the Wisp howl in pain, and could only slightly block it for a moment. Who cares if underage wizards can do magic outside of school?

It turns out that curiosity did kill the cat.

The two little wizards were strongly curious about what was at the other end of the new branch, and mistakenly decided to take a look at the rightmost branch first. This time the secret passage seemed to be longer. They climbed out of a concrete passage. This time, the exit at the end of the secret passage is sealed. It is covered with a thin layer of cement. No magic is needed, and this thin layer can be broken into pieces with just a few hard hits.

As soon as the two people got out of the secret passage, they were stunned by the scene in front of them. It's night here, and everything is hard to see clearly in the dim light. When you look ahead, you can see gray walls dozens of meters high. The material looks like cement, and here and there there are a few metal walls with sharp edges. of light. The walls were intricately arranged, and Al could hear a "buzzing" sound echoing around it. It looked like

A maze.

An insect the size of a fist suddenly flew in front of Al, startling him. This insect doesn't look like a creature that exists in nature. Its eyes are flashing with a faint red light, and there seems to be a line of English letters on its back.

Before Al could see too much clearly, the insect flew away with great speed.

Al and George walked through a wall. There were as many as eight choices for the path in front of them. They could not choose a path rashly, as they would probably lose their way.

Al seemed to have noticed something, and suddenly pulled George and started to turn around and run towards the exit: "It's dangerous, move quickly."

George didn't have time to ask anything, and the two of them ran towards the secret passage in three steps and two steps at a time. However, just as they were about to approach the secret passage, there was a loud "clang" sound, and something almost touched Al's forehead and stabbed him. The top of the car penetrated deeply into the solid ground, and the splashing gravel hurt Al's calf. If Al hadn't reacted quickly and stopped suddenly, he would have died.

This was an iron-green leg as thick as Al's arm, belonging to the artificial arthropod monster in front of him.

Al didn't need to see the monster in its entirety to know that it must be a will-o'-the-wisp.

They entered the world of the moving maze

There was no time to think more, before the Griever could pull its legs out of the ground, Al grabbed George and turned around and ran away. While running, George broke down and asked: "What is this thing and why is it scarier than that three-headed dog?"

"I'm glad you finally know how to pronounce the word horror. This is a will-o'-the-wisp. It's 10,000 times more terrifying than a three-headed dog. If it catches you, you will be torn into pieces immediately."

At first, Al was dragging George and running, but soon it was George dragging Al and running wildly; it was impossible to hide his whereabouts and get rid of the Griever, it was too fast; Al suspected that even if the Griever gave up chasing them now, they would still be able to escape. You won't be able to find your way back.

Are you going to capsize in the gutter and die here?

George pulled Al and turned another corner to the right. Even though Al was dizzy, he remembered that all the turns George made along the way were to the right. The Wisp was so big that it couldn't help but bumped into the wall. This bought the two young wizards precious time and briefly left the Wisp behind. Al's legs seemed to be no longer his. He walked forward mechanically; his mind was not idle, trying desperately to recall everything he had learned, trying to find an effective spell.

They were still too young. If they were in seventh grade or even fifth grade at this moment, a crushing spell could blow one of the Griever's legs apart.

But they only have third and first grade students.

Al needs a spell that can maximize his magic power.

After turning a corner again, the rumbling sound of the Griever stepping on the floor was once again approaching the two little wizards. Al could almost smell the rancid smell of the monster. It was too late to hesitate. Al suddenly stopped, his hands acting out of inertia. It also slipped from George's hand; George was startled and subconsciously clenched it in vain but failed to catch anything.

The eleven-year-old wizard looked like a reptile in front of the Griever, but Al raised his wand to the giant beast without fear. In George's eyes, this was undoubtedly an act of committing suicide.

“corrosconfringo”

A dazzling green light exploded from the tip of Al's wand and shot straight into the mouthparts of the Griever. The next moment, the explosion of fire exploded. At the same time, Al was blown away behind George by the air wave, and the entire head of the Griever was blown into pieces. It is a black-gray semi-solidified object, and the rest of its body is making a tooth-aching "sizzling" sound. The originally smooth shell emits wisps of smoke. It seems to be corroded by something and becomes riddled with holes. , gradually shrank.

The unknown spell of the first-year wizard caused so much damage, it was undoubtedly a dark magic.

The horrific scene of the Griever being blown to pieces failed to attract George's attention. He had just gotten up from the ground, and there was a buzzing sound in his head. Even though he was still a little unsteady, George still staggered to Al's side.

"Al Al"

Al gave him no response. His face was pale, and even his hair seemed to have lost its luster; his exposed cheeks

There were only small wounds on his neck, and his chest did not rise and it seemed that he had stopped breathing.

He opened his eyes, looked at the white curtains, and sighed melancholy.

The watch on the bedside showed that it was only six o'clock in the morning. Alris didn't know whether to sympathize with the house elf or himself; he turned to look at Draco, who lived in the same room as him, and the other man just turned over and muttered: " Damn it” and fell back into a deep sleep.

Alris couldn't help but feel deeply envious of his brother's sleep quality.

The impact sounded several times, but it still didn't stop. Alris was a little worried that the elf was planning to kill him. He got out of bed, tried not to make any noise with his bare feet, and walked out of the room.

Sure enough, Dobby was standing next to the railing at the door of the room. His head was surprisingly big, with a bandage on the top. He was hitting the bottom of the railing with a force that was going to kill him.

"Bad Dobby is better than bad Dobby"

"Dobby, I order you to stop." Alris said without any doubt.

It was the only way to get the poor elf to stop immediately. House elves cannot disobey their master's orders. Although Alris is the youngest in the family, having just turned eleven today, even his twin brother, Draco, is two minutes older than him.

Just two minutes.

"What did you do, Dobby?" Alris asked.

Dobby glanced at him timidly with lightbulb eyes. Alris was the only master in the family who had a good attitude towards him. The poor house elf wanted to repay a hundred times his enthusiasm when he received any kindness. He bowed to Alris, the tip of his nose almost touching the ground, "Dobby I accidentally got a little dust on the hostess’s skirt.”

"Show it to me." Alris stretched out his hand.

Dobby snapped his fingers, and the neatly folded skirt appeared suspended in front of Alris. This made him a little envious. The little wizard who was seventeen years old could not use magic at home.

Dobby now is not nearly as dirty as he was in the Harry Potter books. He was wearing a clean tea towel with the Malfoy family crest sewn in the corner. Of course, when doing a job like putting away clothes, he couldn't wear it too dirty.

"I don't think this dress is dirty. Just put it away. Mom won't come back until tomorrow. She doesn't know you did something wrong now and do your job, Dobby." Alris returned the dress. explain.

"Yes." Dobby bowed again, and after a snap of his fingers, he disappeared.

Alris let out a huge yawn and shuffled back to his room.

To be honest, this rebellious elf is really smart, right?

He knew that only when he punished himself in front of Alris would he arouse the little master's sympathy. And this little master would help him escape punishment every time.

After all, even though he is a Malfoy now, when he was reading Harry Potter, Alriss still liked this elf who gave his life to save Harry.

Alris was once an ordinary boy.

In his world, Harry Potter is just a novel. And Alris loved this novel the most. During the last days of his life after suffering from bone cancer, Arres read Harry Potter every day.

I read the Chinese version and the English version over and over again.

Until the last second of his life, Alris held the first volume of Harry Potter over his face, and with the page pressed against his cheek, Draco Malfoy stretched out a hand towards Harry and said, " I can help you choose the right friends." Draco Malfoy, this brat, is really unlikable. Alris sighed and slowly stopped breathing.

When he opened his eyes again, he turned into a Malfoy.

Alris Malfoy aries lfoy, named after Aries, the standard naming method for pure-blood wizard families. And his twin brother, who is two minutes older, is none other than Draco Malfoy.

Alris asked the sky speechlessly.

Could it be because at the last second of his life, he sighed that Draco Malfoy was really unlovable, so he was thrown into this book and became Draco's twin brother? Although they have blond hair, There is no resemblance anywhere else to accept the torture of this brat for half his life.

"Al, Little Dragon's letter from Hogwarts has arrived."

Draco and Al were playing with broomsticks in the yard. Hearing Narcissa's passionate call, Draco rolled over from the broom and ran over with the same enthusiasm.

"Just come mom"

Al climbed down slowly, put the broom that Draco had thrown on the ground together with his own, and put them in a special place in the yard for brooms.

When he was reading, he thought it would be painful to ride this kind of broom, but after he actually tried it, he found that there was no magical power.

By the time he walked slowly to Draco and Narcissa, Draco had already opened his letter. He was still complaining: "I don't know what the purpose of Hogwarts is, unless they cancel all the other houses except Slytherin."

Oh come on, my dear brother, your fingers are trembling with excitement. You have been talking at the same time since you were so young. How tiring you will be in the future.

"Don't get excited, Draco, this is just an admission notice, not a letter of sorting." Al opened his envelope and stabbed Draco with a smirk.

"Hey" Draco's pale face turned red and he made a serious face, "I'm not excited, Al."

"Okay, okay, kids." Narcissa looked lovingly at the two little guys who were showing signs of quarreling, "We will go to Diagon Alley to buy things we need for school in a while. If there is anything you want, make a list. Mom will take you to buy it."

"Okay mom." Al looked up and gave Narcissa a sweet smile.

In contrast, Draco just nodded restrainedly. Although his face was still red, it was not because of Al's exposure, but because of his excitement.